The Strongest Prophet Who Had Trained 100 Heroes is Admired By His Apprentices Around The World Even As An Adventurer

Walking out of town for a few minutes.

"Is Mr. Otis armed with a long wand with a thin book ahead of him? He's a magician, but he's equipped with a double dagger with a magic stone.

"Really? Mine and Lynne's, I think, are good magic catalysts."

"Sort of. But spiritualists often contract spirits to work hard on them, so they don't have those big weapons inside. It's just me and this porch."

"Oh...... sure. Don't spiritualists have a lot of weapons?"

"Yes, yes. Lynne, too, sounds more like a melee profession than some sorcerer. So I thought it was an interesting combination."

"I see."

Without such other love, within the public discourse about each other's gear.

We reached the requested point - from the streets of the agricultural and pastoral lands - to the point connecting the woodlands. And

"That's the tornado over there."

Soon we were able to find our target.

A green tornado. It's just...

"Wow, it's big. Looks like the green columns are blocking the road."

"Oh, it's more of a small storm than a tornado, this"

Yes. It was considered a tornado in the report, but as Lynne put it, the range is very wide.

A few tens of meters radius of green swirling wind is blocking it.

Even now, at a point quite far away, I feel the pressure of the wind.

... Sure, this. Then we can't go through the road, and we can't go beyond the woodlands.

It also involves pebbles and the like, and it seems dangerous just to come close.

"Guild scouts say you've confirmed your spiritual appearance in this center, Dominic."

"Oh, because with all this extensiveness, it sounds like we're going to have to walk for a while. - I'm going to take the lead and make a path for both of us."

That's what Dominic said, but one blue light sphere out of the porch - the spirit. And after feeding the magic bait,

"[Spirituality: Small Defense Membrane (Little Veil)]"

I let go of the words. Then the light sphere became a blue wall of light and began to drift in front of Dominic. Later, the nagging membrane unfolded to his perimeter of several meters.

"Now we ignore some strong winds and proceed. If you follow me, this defensive film will protect you. So Mr. Otis and the others keep their power behind me and try if the spirits in the center seem capable of dialogue."

"Roger. - Hey, before you do that [earth and atmosphere, give me your voice]"

「 …… ？ What? Did you hang protective magic or something? 」

"Well, it's something similar. Let's go, Dominic."

"Oh, oh. Okay, let's go, you two."

Dominic, with the blue wall floating forward, says so and goes into the green wind column.

Then we'll follow.

We entered the wind column without any resistance, thanks to the defensive membrane.

Inside, there is sand and dust, and the prospects are poor.

However, Dominic made me a defensive membrane that completely prevents sand, so all that came was a hard strong wind walking there, and so on.

"Oh, that's convenient, this spiritual defensive membrane. I can't see the sand."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Otis. However, the sand is the limit that can be prevented. Because I can't prevent things that are not very big or sharp and weighty. Take care of yourself."

That's what Dominic says.

Sure, the defensive membrane has a soft rebellion when I touch it, but that's about as far as I'm going to break through with my fingers if I just put in the force.

I guess he's right, endurance isn't that much. If so,

"- Dominic, for now, kneel down now."

"Uh... okay, but why? 」

Dominic asks, crouching like I said.

But we'll soon find out the answer.

'Cause piles are flying from the top right overhead right now.'

"- Huh!? 」

The moment I said,

- Gow!

A polar pile flew in where Dominic had his head until earlier.

And that pile, which came down from above, stood beside Dominic about a meter.

"Ah... oh, abuuuuuuuu"

When Dominic saw the pile standing on the ground, he knelt on the ground and breathed.

"Ha... Ha... Tell me, if you hadn't, it would have been skewered..."

With a dodgy, oily sweat on his face, he looks at me as he wipes it.

"Now, what's the future prediction? How did you know that? 」

"Huh? It's not like prediction or anything. I'm just hearing voices from the spirits around me. I just know what's going on."

I always keep my words from the earth, from the atmosphere, from the sand that is dancing.

That's no different in tornadoes.

If we listen to words from the earth and the atmosphere, it's easy to know who we are. Their information is accurate.

Just ask, I can predict the fall of an object almost perfectly.

"Uh... and. Mr. Otis, in this wind, are you listening to the Spirit......!? 」

"Oh, it's easier than looking at a location or something."

"In this noise?... you're so focused, Otis."

"Yeah? It's a lot easier if you get used to it, huh? 」

With information coming in all the time, it's just good to keep your head moving and thinking.

If you listen in moderately, you don't need to concentrate. That's all you have to do if you make something to think about as asking in the corner of your head.

"That seems difficult.... No, I'm really good enough not to think of myself as a newbie..."

With a bitter smile, Dominic looks around.

「 …… 」

And then after a few seconds of thinking, he looked at me again later.

"You know, Mr. Otis. Is it okay if I get up now? 」

"Oh, I'm fine now"

"Right. No, I'm sorry I can't rely on you for anything, but there really is..."

Dominic, speaking of smudging, gets up and starts moving on again.

Going through the wind from there for decades,

- I can see you.

Dominic pointed his finger a few steps ahead of us. There, an egg-shaped object was floating with pukapuka.

"That's the spirit who's having this tornado."

Dominic snorts at my words, too.

"Oh. But I don't even know if that's lower or intermediate, and I don't know what kind of guy he is. Mr. Otis, can you hear what he's saying? 」

"No, you didn't."

"Okay. Then let's get a little closer."

"Aye."

After receiving my reply, Dominic takes a few steps forward. And when Dominic and the sphere were about ten meters away,

"Well, if we go and observe some more, we'll know at least about the type of spirit - and, uh...? 」

During Dominic's words, the sphere in front of him moved.

To be precise, should it be called deformation?

What was a sphere breaks and opens and takes another form.

For a person like a girl.

"Hey wait... wait...!? An individual who takes a complex human form in this magical power...! 」

When he saw it, Dominic shook his voice.

"- Oh, that's a senior spirit...! 」

And as he stepped back a few steps, he spoke out to squeeze.

"If it's not more than B-rank, it's not even a battle. Hey, it's a substitute...!! 」